At four in the morning, the darkness before dawn was at its thickest. The previously dead silent campus was suddenly torn apart by a harsh screech of brakes and dense gunshots. Lin Xuan stood by the second-floor window of the supermarket, coldly looking in the direction of the sound through a gap that Wang Peng and the others had half-reinforced.
In the distance, a pickup truck roared through the school gate, its dazzling headlights swaying wildly in the dark. Several men in leather jackets with grim faces sat in the truck bed, wildly crashing into the zombies wandering by the roadside, their unrestrained laughter even drowning out the zombies' roars.
"Wenhai," Lin Xuan called out softly without turning his head.
The cold killing machine appeared behind him, its metal mask reflecting a chilling light in the faint illumination.
"Here, Commander."
You pointed at the distant pickup truck, "No problem, right?"
Chu Wenhai instantly understood your meaning. He let out a cruel laugh and said, "As you wish, Commander."
"Today, you can empty all your bullets and harvest all the Biomass you can see. Anyway, tomorrow, your ammunition will refresh." Lin Xuan, after studying the system last night, discovered that the soldiers' ammunition would refresh every 24 hours. He then added, "Oh, right, take Wang Peng and Wu Tao with you too."
"Understood."
Chu Wenhai turned around and grabbed Wang Peng and Wu Tao, who were cowering and trembling on the ground. These two good-for-nothings hadn't even reacted before they were dragged out of the supermarket like chickens.
"Boss Lin... Boss Lin! We don't have guns! Are we going to die?" Wang Peng cried out in terror, but when he met Chu Wenhai's emotionless blue electronic eyes, he immediately shut his mouth.
"You useless lot are responsible for moving supplies. The rest, leave to me," Chu Wenhai's voice was like ice.
The three quickly disappeared into the darkness. At this moment, the pickup truck had already reached the intersection near the supermarket. Through the system's remote shared vision, Lin Xuan clearly saw that not only were there weapons in the truck bed, but there were also two women tied up in the back seat of the pickup. They were tightly bound with hemp ropes, their mouths stuffed with dirty rags, their clothes disheveled, and their exposed skin covered with blue and purple pinch marks and whip marks.
That group of thugs clearly regarded this enclosed university as their hunting ground and carnival.
"Haha! Second Brother, look there! There's a supermarket, there must be goods inside!" A bald man waved the homemade shotgun in his hand, his face full of lewd smiles. "After we raid the supermarket, we'll have a good time with these women!"
Just as he burst into laughter, a flash of fire suddenly lit up, tearing through the sky.
"Bang!"
Chu Wenhai knelt by the drainpipe on the supermarket roof, his rifle spewing the flames of death. The shot accurately pierced the pickup driver's temple. Due to the immense kinetic energy of the bullet, half of the driver's head instantly exploded like a rotten watermelon, splattering red and white pulp all over the windshield.
The out-of-control pickup let out a sharp tire screech and violently swerved sideways.
"Holy crap! Someone's shooting!" The thugs in the truck bed screamed, raising their guns, which came from who-knows-where, and firing wildly.
Chu Wenhai didn't even frown. His firing rate was extremely fast, and every bullet seemed to have eyes.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three muffled thuds, and huge blood flowers bloomed on the chests of the three thugs in the truck bed who were preparing to jump out and escape. Chu Wenhai didn't care about cover; he leaped directly from the second floor, and in mid-air, he pulled the trigger again, instantly blowing the head off the last thug who was attempting to fire his weapon.
[Ding! Biomass +0.05. Current balance: 0.23.]
The pickup truck, due to the violent swerve, completely overturned on the roadside. The two women in the truck bed were flung out like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily onto the hard concrete ground.
The loud noise instantly attracted the surrounding sleeping zombies. Dozens of slow-moving walkers crawled out from the green belts and the shadows of the teaching buildings, letting out greedy roars, slowly surrounding the three immobilized women.
"Wuwu—!" One of the mature women in professional attire struggled in terror, but with her hands and feet bound, she could only watch helplessly as a zombie with a face full of rotten flesh got closer and closer to her ankle.
"Da da da da da!"
A series of precise short bursts swept through. The heads of the zombies approaching the women exploded one after another as if their names had been called. Chu Wenhai showed no "pity"; he was merely mechanically carrying out your order to "harvest Biomass." To him, saving these two women was only to fulfill your potential need to "bring back captives."
[Ding! Biomass +0.12. Current balance: 0.35.]
"What are you waiting for? Move them!" Chu Wenhai put away his gun and coldly ordered Wang Peng and Wu Tao, who were hiding behind a trash can.
Wang Peng and Wu Tao exchanged glances, looking at the scattered corpses and the still smoking gun barrel. Terrified, they scrambled over, each supporting a woman, and dragged them into the supermarket.
A few minutes later, the two rescued women were dropped onto the supermarket floor.
Lin Xuan slowly descended from the second floor, his spear tapping a crisp rhythm on the ground. He looked down at these three newly acquired "resources."
One was a woman in her early thirties, with one lens of her gold-rimmed glasses missing. Although disheveled, her mature and capable demeanor was undeniable, looking like a school administrator or a young professor; the other was a girl in a cheerleader uniform, her youthful face now covered in tear stains, and large abrasions on her thighs.
"Boss Lin, they're back," Wang Peng wiped sweat from his face, his eyes greedily scanning the exposed skin of the two women, then quickly lowered his head, fearing your displeasure.
Lin Xuan walked up to the mature woman and used the tip of his spear to remove the rag from her mouth.
"Please... please don't kill us..." She gasped for air, her voice trembling violently. "I'm Liang Wan from the school's Academic Affairs Office. If you save me... I have the key and map to the school gymnasium shelter..."
Lin Xuan squatted down and gently patted her cheek, his smile cold: "Teacher Liang, here, identity and status are useless. The only thing you need to consider is how to prove your worth, so I don't feel like keeping you is a waste of food."
Then he stood up and looked at Wang Peng and Wu Tao: "First, lock them in the utility room next to the warehouse. Wenhai, go draw out the remaining fuel from that pickup truck, and search all the weapons off those thugs. Clean them out."
"Yes!"